Good vs bad..

I'm interested in your thoughts on this complex subject

I wasn't sure which forum to post this in, hopefully this question will provoke some interesting (useful?) thought ..

(Google is an obvious answer., papa bear and I had an interesting discussion on this and he isn't a "talker" - he's an engineer with possible Aspergers traits )

What is the subject/question?

I think good and bad are both predicated on motivation for the actions. Is your action based on helping rather than harming? Is your action based on negative behaviors? These are the factors I look at when I try to make a good decision. Good question Fuzzy!

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This day keeps getting weirder. A part of my dream involved engineering elements, taking apart some electronic devices.

It is a complex subject. But most will agree that bad is whatever is harmful.

advice - always a double edged sword. Good advice can become bad at a turn on a dime as it's all in the interpretation.

Look at his header. Good vs Bad....

It can either be a simple or complicated answer.
Simply put - judgments of good and bad are based on how someone or something makes you feel.
I think the best good we can enjoy from one another is when the only thing we expect from one another is each other.

do such things really exist on their own, they seem like tidy labels we put on things we do not understand, things that we want, things that scare us.
Good and bad just cease to exist without either desire or fear.

The question of what is good and what is bad reminds me of this song:

Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky
People see me all the time
And they just can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas
Images and distorted facts
Even you, yesterday
You had to ask me where it was at
I couldn't believe after all these years
You didn't know me better than that
Sweet lady
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I ran into the fortune-teller
Who said beware of lightning that might strike
I haven't known peace and quiet
For so long I can't remember what it's like
There's a lone soldier on the cross
Smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done
In the final end he won the wars
After losin' every battle
I woke up on the roadside
Daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare
Shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars
You hurt the ones that I love best
And cover up the truth with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch
Flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle
Idiot wind
Blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down
And destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
But it just wasn't enough to change my heart
Now everything's a little upside down
As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped
What's good is bad, what's bad is good
You'll find out when you reach the top
You're on the bottom
I noticed at the ceremony
Your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
I can't remember your face anymore
Your mouth has changed
Your eyes don't look into mine
The priest wore black on the seventh day
And sat stone-faced while the building burned
I waited for you on the running boards
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn
Idiot wind
Blowing like a circle around my skull,
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I can't feel you anymore
I can't even touch the books you've read
Every time I crawl past your door
I been wishin' I was somebody else instead
Down the highway, down the tracks
Down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars
Hounded by your memory
And all your ragin' glory
I been double-crossed now
For the very last time and now I'm finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast
On the borderline which separated you from me
You'll never know the hurt I suffered
Nor the pain I rise above,
And I'll never know the same about you
Your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry
Idiot wind
Blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind
Blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We're idiots, babe
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Idiot Wind lyrics © Bob Dylan Music Co.

The question of what is good and what is bad, I thought, was self explanatory... but maybe not ....

I think my question may have followed on from something I read elsewhere... obviously my communication skills need polishing.....

Thanks Hobbit House, and thanks to everyone who replied